Nineteen year old Aila (Pronounced like Lila without the L) is a voluptuous college student. She's not a baby, but constantly gets treated like a baby by her big brother. It all changes when she becomes someone else's baby.
There's a part in this chapter from a movie, who can tell me what movie it was?
Mr. Game: Are you ready for tonight?
Me: Yes. Dressy or casual?
Mr. Game: I want you to be you.
I've been texting Jayceon all day, we've been discussing our date. He won't give up any hints about it. I still haven't told Erica about it. I stand in her doorway shifting from one leg to the other.
"Um Erica," I squeak out. "I need your help." She patted the spot next to her on the bed.
"What can I help you with?"
"I might have had a tour guide yesterday, he might have asked me out, and our date might be tonight." Her face lit up as she smiled hugging me.
"Oh my God! Really?" I nod just as excited as her.
"With who, it doesn't matter I'll find out later."
"I need your help with an outfit." I told her what he said about the attire for the night. Erica sat me down, and told me not to move.
"Leave it to me Aila." A few moments later I was staring at myself in the mirror. My hair was slightly wavy, and my makeup was neutral. I wore a fitted skirt, with the shirt to match. The shirt was tied into a knot at my midsection exposing a bit of skin. My shoes were simple, a pair of black and white Keds.
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A few minutes later there was a knock at the door, Erica answered it while I grabbed my purse. Lord, did he look good when I got to the door. He held a small bouquet of flowers in his hand.
"How you doin' this evening?" He scratched the back of his head. Is he, is he nervous? Nah, can't be that. I took the flowers, thanking him as Erica went to put them in water as well as pushing us out the door. He opened the door for me when we got to his car.
"So you know Erica Mena, how's that?"
"She's my brother's fiancee." I could see his mental wheels turning as he processed my words.
"So your Bow's sister, never even knew he had one."
"Different mother's, and he didn't want me in the spot light. He said I was too young to be exposed to the lifestyle he lives."
"So you just been a big secret?"
"Not really, his close friends know me." He stopped his car, getting out he made sure I didn't open my own door. He clasp my small hand in his bigger one, his palm was so warm. I didn't want him to let my hand go at all. I like him holding my hand. He pulled my chair out when we reached the small beach restaurant.
"I'm trying to get to know you, so I thought a small place would be better."
"It is, thank you."
"You're nineteen right?" I nod, I think I know where this is going.
"So you're okay with the fact that there's a seventeen year age difference between us?"
"No, not really. I mean I never saw myself going out with somebody that old, but I wanted to go on this date with you." I saw that smile he always does, the one where his lip just rises barely enough to show those pearly whites.
"Well I'm glad you wanted to go on this date with me." A waitress came to take our order, he ordered for the both of us.
"How would big brother feel about baby sis being out on a date with me?" He smirked.
"He definitely would not approve, dating somebody way older than me is definitely against his rules. However, I make my decisions in my life, not my brother." He grasped one of my hands in his, running his thumb across the back of it.
"You always break the rules?" He rasped out smiling in my direction. I took a sip of my pink lemonade, looking at him from under my lashes before answering.
"Only when whatever I'm breaking the rules for is worth it." He chuckled stroking his beard.
"Am I worth it?"
"I don't know, are you?" I challenged back.
"I think I'm going to enjoy this night with you."
Just as I was about to speak the waitress came back with our food. I silently thanked my maker for this food before me. I dug my fork into steak I had just cut, popping the food in my mouth. Looking up from my edible heaven I see Jayceon looking at me.
"What, something on my face?" He laughed.
"Nah, I'm just surprised that you actually going to town on this food in front of me." Now it was my turn to laugh.
"Do you see this plate of deliciousness in front of me? Do you see the meat on my bones?" I pointed to my food, and my body. He nodded smiling at an untold joke.
"There is no way in hell that I'm about to sit here, and try to eat cute, resulting in me wasting good food, and still being hungry when we leave."
After we had finished eating we took a walk along the boardwalk. It was a little hot so we got two frozen ices. He saw two girls one younger than the other having a small spat about how they couldn't get a frozen treat because they didn't have the money. Jayceon took some money out of his pocket, and gave it to the older girl.
"Here lil mama, get yourself something too." They both thanked him before running back to get their treat.
"That was sweet."
"All little girls should get what they want." I side eyed him smiling.
"What about big girls?"
"Big girls too, if they act right."
"And if they don't act right?" I challenged.
"Act up, and I'll let you find out." He countered.
"Don't tempt me, I just might."
He held the passenger door open for me. I relaxed in the passenger seat as we cruised back to the hotel. He walked me to the door of my room. Before I went it he placed a kiss on my cheek, and my forehead. His lips felt so soft to my flesh. When I was finally in the room Erica was sitting up front, and center waiting. After I told her everything that took place she squealed like teenager. I had abandoned my phone to take a shower so I could get ready for bed. When I came back to my room I had one single message on my phone.
Mr. Game: Be ready for more nights like tonight. They'll only get better.
